There is such beauty to find in this new opera venture of mine.
Almost every day . . . something new, something beautiful I want to learn.
And I’m so grateful that I’ve been blessed with this coloratura soprano ability.
And so grateful my husband urged me to try voice lessons . . . which have shaped my ability to reach these stratospheric notes.
It is so exciting for me . . . to KNOW that with a little work . . . I can sing and replicate these beautiful melodies.
Not just to absorb and admire . . . but to BE.
Something beautiful every day.
This is today’s new beauty.
“O Silver Moon”, widely known as “Song to the Moon”, Dvorak’s Rusalka.
Mesiku na nebi hlubokem O moon high up in the deep, deep sky, Svetlo tvé daleko vidi, Your light sees far away regions, Po svete bloudis sirokém, You travel round the wide, Divas se v pribytky lidi. Wide world peering into human dwellings Mesicku, postuj chvili O, moon, stand still for a moment, reckni mi, kde je muj mily Tell me, ah, tell me where is my lover! Rekni mu, stribmy mesicku, Tell him. please, silvery moon in the sky, me ze jej objima rame, That I am hugging him firmly, aby si alespon chvilicku That he should for at least a while vzpomenul ve sneni na mne. Remember his dreams! Zasvet mu do daleka, Light up his far away place, rekni mu, rekni m kdo tu nan ceka! Tell him, ah, tell him who is here waiting! O mneli duse lidska sni, If he is dreaming about me, at'se tou vzpominkou vzbudi! May this remembrance waken him! Mesicku, nezhasni, nezhasni! O, moon, don't disappear, disappear!